I know I’m late, like real late but, whatever. I’m here now AIIGHT? Deal with it!

So 2014 was eventful. Now I’m really not sure if that’s a good or bad thing to be honest. Personally it was a very busy (and by busy I mean stressful) year, with school, being a full-time broke student and just dealin’ with life in general. As for the rest of the world, well watching the news on a daily basis really makes me just want to pick up and move…to another planet.

Let’s see…

  • “Terrorist” attacks like every other day it seems;
  • Black folks being publicly executed and the majority of people not giving a sh*t
  • The media and mainstream society proving time and time again, as only they can do, that Black lives really don’t matter;
  • Rob Ford being…well…himself;
  • CNN’s Don Lemon. Need I say more? Maybe I’ll touch on this in a future post…MAYBE; and
  • Let me not I forget the entertainment industry’s favourite “Play Thing” (if you get what I mean, nudge, nudge, wink, wink), Mrs. Kim Kardashian-West, doing what she does best: getting naked…AGAIN. (But why is this really news though?)
  • Bill Cosby **Sigh**

Still at least one good and very important thing happened to me in 2014. I discovered my Crack. Yeah I said it, judge me if you want, I don’t really care…MY Crack. My escape from all the nonsense going on around me in my life and in the news is my addiction. Frankly, it’s the only thing that’s kept me sane as we rolled into 2015. I’ve completely and hopelessly fallen in love with it.

But seriously, I hope ya’ll really don’t believe I have an actual drug problem, because what I’m actually referring to is Kizomba.

danceNow you’re probably asking yourself “What the fuck did he just say? Ki-zum-ba?” (I know that even though I just spelled it out for you that’s exactly how you’re saying it in your head.) Well, it’s Ki-zom-ba my friends and from the moment I had the pleasure of witnessing this beautiful Angolan dance in late 2013, it really was love at first sight (as much as I love the dance, I use that cliché grudgingly).

kiz1Kizomba is a dance derived from Semba (another native dance of Angola) and Zouk (from, French Antilles Guadeloupe & Martinique). Danced with a partner, Kizomba combines these influences in smooth rhythmic patterns on the dance floor, creating eye-catching sensual movements that might make anyone blush. What surprised me the most about it was how deceptively difficult this particular dance is. Well that and how addictive it would soon become for me…Like on some Rob Ford feenin’ levels (ok, ok, no more Rob Ford Jokes).

At first I really didn’t get it. I mean, how could a simple dance get so addictive? Yes, the sensuality of Kizomba is generally what draws addicts like me in at first, but then something weird happens. You keep going back, again and again.

Since the middle of 2014 dancing Kizomba has served as a kind of therapy for me. It allows me to totally forget all my problems. It has literally kept me sane. But don’t get it twisted. I’ve been dancing for the majority of my life (I’m a huge dancehall “reggae” junkie, so that’s where my dance background comes from), but there’s something really special about Kizomba and the way it makes me feel. Something I can’t quite put my finger on yet.

Of course I could go on and on about my new ‘drug of choice’, but I won’t. I will however say this. Over the past year, I’ve been blessed with enough courage to step out of my comfort zone and try something totally foreign to me. Now that I’m hooked and hopelessly in-love with this dance, I can now say – without a doubt – it was one of the best decisions I made all year.




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